Did you guys hear the news story about an ex-boyfriend hiding under a woman's bed in New Jersey for three days?! He didn't give a specific reason, seemed to be surviving on water, and confessed that he came in when she took the garbage out. How about the guy earlier this year hiding under a woman's bed in Florida? When she reached under looking for her cats, she touched his skin instead of one of her furbabies. And a few years ago in Japan a homeless woman was living in a man's closet for almost a year! There are a lot of stories about killers and squatters in attics, walls, basements, and closets and it's creepy!

Ever since I saw the movie When A Stranger Calls Back as a kid (where the killer paints himself into a wall so he can hide in plain sight in his victim's apartment) I've been terrified of people hiding in my house. Before I had a bedside lamp, I used to hit the light switch then dive into bed, afraid of someone's hands coming out to grab my ankles. It turns out I wasn't so irrational in thinking that crazy things could happen under there!

I've always been afraid to look out peepholes too. I know people aren't supposed to be able to see in, but it freaks me out. When Carrie and I lived together in college, one of her bedroom windows faced the front porch. We lived in a house on a main street and friends were constantly dropping by without warning. Normally that was fine, but on this day we were purposely ignoring a friend so we hung out in her room with most of the lights out, pretending we weren't home. When we heard a knock on the door, I crept over to the window, carefully parted the blinds about a centimeter, and just saw eyeballs!!! A friend of mine stopped by to say hi, saw me approach the window, and thought it'd be funny to stick his face right up to the glass. I screamed bloody murder and probably peed a little. Now I'm afraid to look out windows too.

Another time, in the same house, all of my roommates went to a party, but I had to work early the next morning so I stayed home. Around midnight I started hearing noises on the roof. Our house was situated on a hill and you could easily climb onto the roof without much effort from the front yard, which friends had done many times. I just froze in bed, totally paralyzed, listening to someone pace back and forth. My parents lived six blocks away so I called my dad and asked him come over to scope out the situation. It ended up being raccoons. Ha!

I'm also afraid of people hiding in closets or showers. I came home one night to find my front door wide open. Jacob was working out of town, but my BFF had just stayed the night so I assumed he left the door ajar and the wind popped it open. I went inside, but instantly got a really weird feeling and ran back to my car. My dad came to my rescue once again and searched the closets, showers, and under the beds with a baseball bat. The house was clear, but I still had a hard time sleeping that night.

Nothing has ever happened to me, but I can't stop being afraid.
Have you ever had an uninvited guest in your house? Tell me your creepy stories!

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But you, you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight


Karen Peterson said...

Oooh, these things seriously creep me out! I don't care if I'm almost 40. I still freak out thinking someone is going to get into the house. Or be in the backseat of the car, which actually happened to one of my best friends when we were in college.

Misty, Handbags + Handguns said...

If I'm home alone, I always run and jump into bed. I don't want anyone grabbing my ankles either. What difference is that really going to make if someone's under the bed and comes out later to murder me?

I usually check under the bed, in the shower and in closets. I'm still not sure what I would do if someone was ever in there. Let's hope I never find out.

This all freaks me out. A friend of mine's 13-year-old was home alone yesterday when 2 guys broke in. She called her dad who had just left. He circled back around, went in and the men were coming down his stairs. They wrestled over a gun they were trying to steal from his house. They both ran and were arrested today. I saw this all on Facebook last night and was all OMG, I know that guy!

Cole said...

These things creep me out too! Right after I bought my house, I got home from work one day to find a guy trying to unlock my back door. Turns out, his parents didn't tell him they sold the house! How's that for a huge surprise when you're away at college?! After the Red Sox won the World Series a few years ago I had drunk people trying to get into my house too, thinking they were someplace else and actually belonged there.

SMD @ lifeaccordingtosteph said...

That freaking when a stranger calls movie ruined my life and is still doing so til this day. LOLOL

Mree said...

These such as this freak me out. I'm also never really home alone and when I am I totally get scared. It's so crazy. The littlest noise makes me think someone is trying to break in.